The canopy
was a kid's collage
of finger paints
on fathers old night shirt.
While the day dries
he will take a nap.

hitting the green
makes me want to watch the blue
twist baby twist
so slow they think you are a *****.
but I have watched you all day.
and know that you  get *****

i have seen
some pull
an extraordinary weight
just to seem
simple.

A pack of them.
Light reflecting off of the black of them.
Might have missed my smile,
I was seated to the backs of them.

No reniggs.
No cuts.
I have nothing but two hands
of snaps for them.

If there was a mic,
I would rap for them.
But,
tonight is jazz night.
So,
I tip the band extra
then
toe tap for them.